Specially common

Special moments with common people are still special.
Everything is as special as we want it to be
And as beauty is in the eyes of the beholder
So is wonder in the mind of the believer.

Just live it, enjoy it, cherish it
There will never be a feeling like it again
Special, yes, equal, never

Should I thank now or save it for later?

The most special, though,
Through all the lies and deceiving
Still no grudge or resentment.
That has to be an achievement.

Either I'm still in denial
Or you are truly one of the most special common people I've come across with.